There once was a man in courtWho thought that his crime was a sportHe ran out a barHe shot up a carWhile chugging a bottle of portHe then met the man from NantucketDidn't like him, so told him go fuck itHe punched in his faceHe ransacked his placeAnd stuck his head inside a bucket.......of pee!He started to run up the roadHe slipped when he stepped on a toadHe fell on his headHe thought he was deadThe ground just knocked him out coldThe cops, you know, they got himThe threw him in jail in GothamHe cried and he cried'Cause Butch never tiredAnd now he's a red sore bottomThis story does have motivation'Cause crime will ruin a nationIf you ever get gotJust blow lots of snotAnd who knows? You might get probationI now put my pen to restThe Chicago Bulls are the bestThe won't win the seasonFor one simple reasonWinning. They do detest.Thank you! I miss blogging.